Sometimes i feel like a hero wind to my back;/sometimes my chips fall when they begin to stack;/
looking back i was never better then those i help to be;/hero to most looking back im a ghost you can't see;/
hoping those wouldnt get offended by the thought of me;/solutions back then to me was a self bought labatomy;/
but going on in my life i want to strive to help you with your life;/because without you im lost at a steak knife;/
but when im with you its a sheath knife;/everytime you make me happy i can feel my sanity;/
but when your gone i am just a vanity;/and this is why people call me lostintragedy!;/
Because sometimes i cant see feeling so blind;/My super powers always seemed to decline;/
Maybe one day ill shine enough to feel defined:/But until then i will stay behind